Little dollops and Yorkshire puddings

I’m writing this whilst gazing out of the patio doors onto a tumultuous sky with the potential for a fuck off thunderstorm if we’re lucky. I’m struck by the similarity between storms and gigs…the build up of energy which is physically palpable, the excitement in the air, the gathering of all the elements and the final release of energy in a concentrated burst that encompasses all in the vicinity. Or something.

These be exciting times at Luna central…With our first gig a mere Meerkats throw away, we’ve been polishing our hair, shining our shirts and generally making haste to get a set together in time. The practices have been hotting up, much to the annoyance of our neighbours and tunes have been arranged, rearranged, mopped, tickled and fiddled into being. They seem to take on a life of their own whilst we’re away and are never the same when we come to play them again. How much consciousness does music have? Can ideas have ideas of their own? Should I put these cookies away?

The girls are donning their Trilby’s and the lads tightening their corsets (I think that’s the right way round) and excitement seems to be a side dish on everyones dinner plate with a little dollop of first gig nerves sat just next to the Yorkshire puddings of delight….Mmmmm.

So if you’re free on the 24th of April come down to the Boileroom for a veritable feast of auditory delights. Our good friends ‘Coda’ are also on the bill and they’ve got a whole new bag of tunes to unleash as well. These guys are amazing at what they do and damn nice chaps as well. Also on the bill are ‘The Adamski Kid’ who actually defy description apart from saying they defy description. Very much looking forward to seeing how it works live as the recordings are mental. And last but by no means least are ‘The General’ with their very own brand of feel good Gypsy pop. Saw these guys at Beach Breaks last year and was well impressed. They’ve got a knack of creating really catchy melodies and that special something that gets feet a tappin’. All in all, I reckon it’s going to qualify as “ill” as the kids say these days.

April 20, 2012 |

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